Thought About You

[Verse 1: Vince Staples] I just want to get my bread And talk my shit before I end up dead I got all this blood sitting on my hands I never gave no fucks so they understand why I feel this way Just found God and I still don't pray Cause Satan preys on the weak swear I can do it myself Soul stuck in the beats it's like I'm crying for help Still my expression is bleak because my momma ain't raised no bitch Never take no shit from no nigga unless he want to see the black four fifth From the ghetto where the oceans is, but all hope is lost We know the laws and quick to break 'em once there's dough involved Young age they wrote us off, guns blaze they go to court I got a lot of homies gone product of they're broken home But who's to say what's right and wrong, they ain't live it Looking straight into their eyes still and they ain't get it [Hook: Vince Staples] But if I had a hundred dollars for every dream that I've ever had I'd barely have enough to right the wrongs I did in the past They say forgive and forget, look at it and laugh We gave all that we had and got nothing [Verse 2: Vince Staples] As far as music kid I'm innovative Niggas pretend to hate it, influence you niggas favourite You stupid believe in different, authentic you lack the stitching Sitting when it's game time, snitching when you face time What's wrong with you niggas? See I was brought up where that talking gets you shot up at apartments Where the bitch that set you up had told you meet her just that morning Just a warning, my performance astounding Everybody want something, get these niggas from 'round me Tryna climb skyscrapers Life is but a dream but is never what it seems So I never leave my weapon at the house Rather spend time sitting behind bars than in a grave I'm getting paid trying to change from my sinning ways [Hook] [Verse 3: Vince Staples] Working on my thousandth time telling you sorry Walking around pretending it ain't affect me But nothing was further from the truth Least I'm trying to re-coop Just blame it on the youth No matter what you feel or seen I was in it too Probably more than you would ever believe You gave me something I would never receive again We probably won't be again But, would you expect it though? I'm just the nigga, that I promised you I was When you swore that I was better Was in it through the weather storm Just was better moving on There was a time I thought that I would never think about you again You was the best friend a nigga could have I used to call you when I thought that I would die that day And you would calm me down and I would make my way You probably should have stayed It just wasn't your place I thought about you today